It has been over a week since our first snow of 2011. We still have snow...and ice.
I love snow. It is beautiful. Here in the South, the world seems to stop with snow. It's quiet. Peaceful.
A snow like this one comes about every 10 years or so. I am convinced it is God's way of slowing us down. We are all too busy.
No school. No appointments. No basketball games. No traffic.
Instead, there is a ton of snuggles, movies, games, drawing/painting, and smores.
I spent a ton of time cooking. I have read several posts by other bloggers that talked about how being stuck in the house causes them to cook....all day....every day. It is true for me, too. I made homemade chicken noodle soup, potato and ham soup, brownies, etc. I can't thank my mother enough for "making" me help in the kitchen as I grew up. Not only do I have a ton of recipes that I cook all the time, but she taught me the basics. Cooking is now pure enjoyment for me. The grocery store is NOT.
As I stated last week: When snow is on the ground for more than 3 days, it snows within 3 weeks. It's an old wives' tale, but seems to be true.
And we wonder.
Will that wives' tale be accurate?
When will make up all these school days? Ugh.